A few months ago today, I watched the movie "Race Against Time" and my heart was shattered. I sighed with regret. What an outstanding CIB senior inspector, what a heroic Wong Ka Fai! At the end of the song, people parted ways, leaving behind an unprecedented deep regret for his fate and his departure. It's hard to express this feeling. After searching on the Internet, I discovered that the once-in-a-century character has already been immortalized in the writings of countless talented women. I have already expressed this feeling and I am speechless.
To this day, my heart was at peace, but I suddenly heard the handsome guy next door starting to watch "Race Against Second". I had no time to think about whether the handsome guy could also HC, because as the familiar melody sounded in his room, the tall figure standing in the blue hall of CIB suddenly came to mind, and the intoxicating bits and pieces of the past came to me like a tide. The urge to pick up the pen was overwhelming, and I was caught off guard and started to start a long memory.
Here and now, in another space very close at hand, time has flown back to April 1, 2004. The last 30 days of Huang Jiahui's life have just begun, and everything has begun.